Artist Michael Orwick

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The Artist Says:

There is a reason we are drawn toward beauty, it is the language of God and nature. To me there is nothing more provocative than beauty, it inspires deep reflection and motivates me to create.

I mix from a primary color palette, painting wet into wet and with layers, to both reveal and hide what lies behind; in this way I entice you into the painting. I love it when people share the feeling and stories my paintings evoked.

It is my sincere wish that you will want to revisit these beautiful locations and painterly stories again and again.

Collectors Say:

"Michael Orwick paints oils that are glowing dialogues of light. He has spent the last year exploring the work of the pre-impressionists of Barbizon painters who were the first to paint outside so as to truly study light and air and how it interacted and unveiled the physical world. Michael Orwick allows his passion for nature to work its way into each piece. He records the poetry of place, hinting at the mood through atmospheric brush work and serene colors, merging experience and shared sentiment, creativity and a feeling of place. “It is what I leave untold that I hope grabs you”’ says Orwick, “it is the quiet spaces that allow our brains to wander and wonder. I invite you to become part of the paintings, and make their stories your own.”

Dealers Say:

“Michael Orwick at his best melds pictorial storytelling with a hauntingly familiar world. He creates compelling views of our world that move beyond time and place – full environments for your mind to explore, your senses to imagine…”
-Mari Rockett - Curator, DragonFire Gallery


My Story ... 
I was born in 1975 on a sunny day in Astoria Oregon. Despite my near death experience at birth, my Mom thought I was perfect. My Dad, a physician, knew better. These assessments continue today.
Within days of my recovery, my adventures began. Our small family moved to the Olympic Peninsula to live on the Quinault Indian Reservation as Dad served in the Indian Health Service. Most of my memories from those very early years revolve around an ancient Indian woman known as Gram Black, eating live clams on cold foggy beaches, and our performing circus poodle.
From there, our family moved to Boise, Idaho, where my parents got me a Golden Retriever who taught me the joy of peeing outside. It was also during this time that my sister, born in Columbia, S.A., was adopted into our family. I give her credit for teaching me patience and proper grooming. 
At the age of four I became the seventh generation on my mother's side to live in "the town that friendliness built" and the home of the world's largest strawberry shortcake, Lebanon, Oregon. Over the years, my family created an odd animal sanctuary and hobby farm with a revolving cast of colorful creatures to ride, observe, and endlessly scoop up after. My bedroom was in the tack room, which I shared with my youngest sister's goat. To this day, there is no love lost between me and the nasty rooster who cock-a-doodled any old time.
Very early my parents realized that I had dyslexia and that I saw things differently from most. School was difficult, but in hindsight this was one of many blessings that have helped to shape my artful existence. I was lucky to grow up surrounded by beautiful creeks and evergreen wilderness and within a family that loved to travel, encouraged curiosity, and following one's heart. And my heart has always told me to create.
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